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We are gathered here today,
To remember
The moments she spent smiling
The moments she truly loved you.
Because here in this coffin
lies
The lonely hum
In her brain
Where your name used to be
The numb ache in her
Battered and bruised heart
And the empty feeling
In the pit of her stomach
Where the butterflies used to be
Cause now
All she is and all she has
Is an empty shell
And a bouquet of dead roses.